"No..." Xiao Qinghe said urgently, "Wife, second brother can't take it, this... this is even more cruel..."
Yuchuan said fearfully, "Wife, you are so cold-blooded."
She showed no expression, "Who said that? My blood is warm. Don't believe me? Bring a knife over and cut me. Give it a try, and you'll know my blood has a temperature."
"..." Yuchuan's handsome eyebrows furrowed together, "Wife..."
She thought he was going to plead for second brother, but instead he said, "How can I let you be cut? If anyone should be cut, it should be me. To cut you once, I'd rather be stabbed."
Her eyebrows twitched slightly, "Really?"
"If you want to cut me, go ahead." He showed a mouthful of bright white teeth, "But I will scream in pain..."
"Who allowed you to scream?"
